Page 46 of Infinite as They Come
She smiled softly, her face turning to lean into my touch. “Well, I feel rather lucky too that it’s you who shows up at that door. You were gone for a long time.”
“I bumped into Spencer.” And I also looked at a house that was supposed to be perfect for us, that was supposed to be the place where we’d be forever, but I wasn’t going to settle for second best. Not for her. “He was walking home from school. We hung out.”
“Aw, so cute. What’d you guys do?”
“Well…” My brows rose. “I kinda taught him how to fight. He sorta begged me.”
“Wait, what?”
“Some kids were giving him a hard time again.”
A little pout graced her face. “Again? Really? Poor Spencer.”
“I know. He’s, like, the most adorable kid in the fucking world, and he gets bullied?”
Laughing softly, Holly sat up a little taller, her hands finding my chest. “It’s so cute to see you be all protective big brother. It’s sweet.”
“I just feel like I gotta look out for him,” I said with a frown, my hands tight on her waist. “I dunno, I guess I sorta see myself in him.”
“He’s lucky to have such a good big brother.”
Humming, I circled my arms around her, pulling her in closer. “I’m sorryI was gone so long.”
“No, it’s okay. You were helping him. How did it go?”
I shrugged. “He was pretty good, actually. He’s fast. Small, but fast. He clocked me in the stomach a couple times. I’m still recovering.”
“Aw, my poor boyfriend,” she said, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “Only you would teach your little brother how to fight. I hope those kids leave him alone now.”
“Yeah, me too.”
“How do you even teach someone how to fight?”
“It’s easier than it sounds,” I said, and then I smiled when I remembered what Spencer said earlier. “He asked me if you could teach him when I kept saying no.”
She snorted and buried her face in my neck. “Me? Really?”
“Mhm. You. My spoiled little princess.” I kissed at her bare shoulders and neck, my smile growing when she giggled and got all fidgety in my arms. “You wanna give it a shot? Hm? Wanna teach him how to fight?”
“I can fight,” she insisted between laughs. “I can beat you in a fight.”
“Can you now?” I grabbed her hips and picked her up, her little squeal in the air as I threw her over my shoulder.
“Hey!” she cried out. “This isn’t fair! You’re bigger than me!”
“So?”
“So, I’m at a disadvantage here!”
“What do you mean?”
“Sawyer!”
“Me?”
“Yes, you.”
“Me or you?”
